BDSM Checklist: A, B, C

Anna clung to her Master’s arm. The plug in her bottom made walking feel strange.

“Lovely ass. Well done, Jensen.”

Master Jensen acknowledged the other Dom’s comment with a nod. Anna blushed, but she kept walking. He’d decided that it was time to go back to their room. As before, he’d given her the chance to walk there, but if the plug started to come out, she’d have to ask to crawl. She doubted the massive plug currently filling her would come out, but it was turning out to be a slow walk.

She was completely naked, her abused ass on display, the black “A” still marking her breast. Master Jensen had allowed her to hold his arm, since she felt unsteady on her feet, but he didn’t let her turn into him, wouldn’t let her hide from the people who walked past. She knew he did that for her.

While yesterday he’d seemed to enjoy putting her on display, now he had returned to his normal attitude, which involved wanting no one but himself to see her stripped bare both emotionally and physically. He tensed every time someone came near them, and his right hand fisted when someone commented on her body or the plug. He forced her to parade through Las Palmas in order to remind her of her submission, and to allow her to display her marks and bruises.

When they reached their room, Jensen swept her up into his arms, carrying her in and laying her gently on the bed.

“Are you alright, Master?”

“I didn’t beat the crap out of anyone.”

“Very grown up of you.”

He grunted. “Roll over.”

Anna rolled onto her belly. He touched her hip and she drew her knees up under her, presenting her ass.

“Turn and put your knees on the side of the bed.”

She adjusted her position, grabbing fistfuls of the duvet to hold herself in place.

Two fingers entered her pussy and Anna arched her neck, moaning. The plug was so large, her pussy so tight, that his fingers felt as thick as his cock.

He grunted. “I don’t think I can fuck you with that thing in.”

Despite the wild orgasm of half an hour ago, Anna was aroused again. “Please, Master.” She didn’t care how full she was, she wanted his cock inside her.

finger into her and Anna

disappeared, to be replaced by his tongue on her clit. He licked and sucked

thrusting her pussy back against his face. “Master, please, please,”

grasped the base of the plug, tugging it in time to his tongue’s movements over her clit. The added stimulation had her gasping and withering. One knee slid off

does that feel?” His fingers danced over her clit, sliding

“Good, so good.”

on my fingers

against her anus as

“Master…”

“Concentrate on your clit.”

occasionally slipping deep into her pussy. The pressure on her ass increased as he continued to tug, timing the pulls to the spasms of her sex. Anna’s hips rose and fell.

of the plug pulled free. Anna slid forward, straining to escape the

“Master, master!”

“This ass is mine.”

She shuddered. “Yes, Master.”

of pleasure through her, all the stronger because of the pain. Anna raked the bed with her nails, sobbing with arousal. Jensen pulled the anal plug all the way out in one fell swoop. Her anus

Jensen’s cock slid into her. Anna’s breath hissed as he pressed deep into her, his hips

Anna. You’re going to come

that she couldn’t. Wanted to tell him that the pain and discomfort she felt were stronger

would have been lies. As he fucked her ass, his hips mercilessly slapping the butt he’d paddled only hours ago, the orgasm built in her belly. This

“Master, please…”

“Come, Anna.”

arching her neck. He leaned down and bit her shoulder

legs trembling. Jensen pulled out and Anna crawled up onto the bed, curling up into a satisfied ball. She heard him moving around and

“Come here, Anna.”

sharply. He hadn’t come, which meant that he wasn’t done with her.

“On my lap.”

but obeyed. Straddling his thighs, she held herself up, her dripping pussy barely an inch above the swollen head of his cock. He plumped her breasts, then flicked her nipples until they were erect pink buds. He showed